If you're burned down on booze, got nothing to loseRun out of money, disposable bluesSleazy hotels, like living in hellThe girls on the hustle with nothing to sellWant something for nothing, it's always the sameKeep pushing and shoving, and I'm down on the gameAlways in trouble, forever detained

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbyeAnd good riddance to bad luck

Well spread out the news, there's a free man looseBack out of jail, and chasing for fluesPadlocks and chains, broken the chainsLay down a claim for monetary gainsWonder what's coming out for the takeFreedom for loving and lust for the tasteEyes are wide open, (wild?) to the game